After being replaced, she changed from a miserable daughter-in-law to a lucky wife

Xia Wanniang called the waiter, wrapped up the silver hairpin, paid the silver and walked out of the jewelry store.

The sky is now clear, with a ray of sunlight shining through the clouds.

She arrived at the city gate and took a ox cart back to the village.

All the children from the village were in the yard, helping Aunt Xiao make toothbrushes.

Xia Wanniang slapped her forehead and remembered that she had forgotten to buy the materials for making toothpaste powder.

Xiao Zilin looked up and saw her standing outside the courtyard gate. He stood up and ran to her side: "Mom, what's wrong with you?"

Xia Wanniang looked down at Xiao Zilin and said, "I just forgot to buy something."

Xiao Zilin tilted his head and looked at her: "Isn't it okay to buy it tomorrow?"

"Well, we can buy it tomorrow." Xia Wanniang took his hand and walked into the house.

Auntie Xiao saw that she was the only one coming back, so she didn't ask any more questions: "You've been running around all day, have you had lunch?"

"I've eaten." Xia Wanniang sat down and prepared to help.

"Ah!" Yaya screamed in pain.

Xia Wanniang turned her head and saw that Yaya's hair was accidentally messed up by Shousui with a bamboo stick.

Yaya pursed her lips and wanted to cry, her eyes full of grievance.

Xia Wanniang saw it and walked over with a smile: "It's okay, it's okay, Auntie will give you another one."

Tears were still welling up in Yaya's eyes. She looked at her pitifully and said, "Auntie, can you tie your hair?"

Xia Wanniang smiled and nodded: "Of course, you see, I'm the one who tied Zimu's hair."

Chouhu looked at their hair and said, "Auntie, you have it done beautifully, can you do mine too?"

Xia Wanniang smiled and nodded: "Okay. Wait for me." Then she took out a comb and rubber band from her bag.

Aunt Xiao watched her sitting and combing the children's hair. She never did it the same way twice. She would braid the children's long hair, and she could also tie the short hair into a cute hairstyle.

Several children looked at each other's hairstyles and liked them very much.

"Aunt Xiao, is there anything you don't know how to do?" Several children looked at her curiously.

Xia Wanniang thought about it seriously and said, "Yes, I am not good at drawing."

The eldest sister picked up the rubber band and looked at it carefully: "What is this!"

Xia Wanniang: "This is a rubber band. It's for tying your hair. You can also use it to tie things up so they don't get untied easily."

After she finished speaking, she grabbed some rubber bands from her bag and handed them to them: "Take these back and let your mother use them to comb your hair in the future."

Several children happily collected them: "Thank you, Auntie."

Xiao Chiye led the horse to the market and bought some cloth, wine, cakes and some meat. He bought three of each and hung them on the saddle.

He first went to Diao Chengfu and Yang Ping's home.

When the two saw him, they were so stunned that they dared not speak, and quickly pulled him into the house.

They had all heard about the Xiao family, and now seeing the young master suddenly appear in front of them, how could they not be excited.

Xiao Chiye just said that he was rescued, and his health has been poor since then, so he didn't come to see them.

After hearing this, both of them had tears in their eyes. After knowing where he lived now, they both said they would go to see him and also agreed to go to appreciate the flowers.

It was already afternoon when Xiao Chiye arrived at Yin Yuanxun's house. After asking the villagers about the exact location of their house, he led his horse to the end of the village.

Yin Yuanxun's house is made of adobe and the walls of several rooms are a bit tilted. If it is not repaired, there will be problems.

He stood outside the fence and knocked on the door that was about to fall apart.

"Who is it?" A man's voice came from inside with a tired tone.

Xiao Chiye: "Excuse me, are you from Yin Yuanxun's family?"

Yin Yuanxun held a wooden basin in his right hand and looked outside the courtyard gate. The voice sounded familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had heard it.

He put the basin aside, unlatched the door with his right hand, and opened the gate. When he saw the person standing outside the door, his jaw dropped.

"Young master. You, you..." Yin Yuanxun could hardly speak clearly.

“Brother Yin, don’t you want to invite me in for a seat?” Xiao Chiye looked at the much older man in front of him and sighed in his heart.

Yin Yuanxun then remembered something: "Come in quickly."